Simon had been disappearing in the middle of the night lately, slipping into a coat and driving the car away. You don't know where he goes, and he hasn't even mentioned it to you. You knew he attended a club on weekends, but this? This could only be one thing. He was cheating on you, that coward!

This time, you pretend to sleep and then follow after him, getting your friend to tail him in their car with you in the passenger seat.

But after an hour of driving, he pulls into a desolate forest. Your suspicions turn to fear when you follow behind him from a distance, only to find that he's-

"Master! Master Zosimus!" A group of cloaked people surrounding a bonfire all bow as your boyfriend enters their sight.

He waves them off, and suddenly your vision is clouded, a surreal feeling coming over you as your mind falters under the intense call of something unknown.

The next thing you realize, you're in a strange robe and Simon is holding your chin. "You're back. I almost thought you'd gotten consumed." He hums. On his face is a strange mask, beneath it several blue eyes peer at you. "I hope you don't kick me out for this. I quite enjoy our home."

You instantly know what he is, your mind seemingly knowing him before he even had to say anything. A god... he's an eldritch god...